Five Card Story: Boris

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Boris, the family' pet sheep loved his life. He was happy to roam the paddocks with the sun on his back and the wind in his fleece. Everyone looked up to him as one of the wisest sheep ever to roam the farm. Life was good.

One day a mysterious van arrived at Boris' farm. Everyone was so excited about it, but Boris didn't like the look if it. Nothing like this had ever happened before. The rumour was it had magical powers. Once inside, it was said...although no-one actually knew who said it...you were teleported into a fantastical place of old stone carvings that, if you touched them, would come alive. The people asked Boris if the rumours were true.
'BBBBBeware...nothing is as it seems.'
But, alas, curiousity captured the people and even wise old Boris could not stop them from wanting to look inside.

Boris' owner, Mildred, was the first to plead her case to be allowed inside.
'I work so hard...I deserve to be given this opportunity to experience something different from my hum-drum life!'
Boris couldn't believe his ears. 'Hum-drum'. But this was the best life there is, why would you want to change it just because you have heard rumours about something else. Nothing could be better than this. None of this makes sense. He pleaded with Mildred...Ba, ba, baaaa, ba.....baaaaaaaa! But she wouldn't listen.

Mildred was never seen again. Some say she touched those old stones and became a Queen, others said she turned to stone herself. Years later, as Boris staggered slowly through the front gate (for he was now very old), a postcard lay on the ground in front of him. It showed a picture of the famous Vesuvio Cafe in San Francisco. Boris looked closely at the picture...then closer still. He couldn't believe his eyes. There, to the left of the picture, Boris swore he saw Mildred all lit up like a Christmas tree sitting on a trash can.

And another rumour was baaaaked.

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Boris, the family' pet sheep loved his life. He was happy to roam the paddocks with the sun on his back and the wind in his fleece. Everyone looked up to him as one of the wisest sheep ever to roam the farm. Life was good. 
 
One day a mysterious van arrived at Boris' farm. Everyone was so excited about it, but Boris didn't like the look if it. Nothing like this had ever happened before. The rumour was it had magical powers. Once inside, it was said...although no-one actually knew who said it...you were teleported into a fantastical place of old stone carvings that, if you touched them, would come alive. The people asked Boris if the rumours were true. 
'BBBBBeware...nothing is as it seems.' 
But, alas, curiousity captured the people and even wise old Boris could not stop them from wanting to look inside. 
 
Boris' owner, Mildred, was the first to plead her case to be allowed inside. 
'I work so hard...I deserve to be given this opportunity to experience something different from my hum-drum life!' 
Boris couldn't believe his ears. 'Hum-drum'. But this was the best life there is, why would you want to change it just because you have heard rumours about something else. Nothing could be better than this. None of this makes sense. He pleaded with Mildred...Ba, ba, baaaa, ba.....baaaaaaaa! But she wouldn't listen. 
 
Mildred was never seen again. Some say she touched those old stones and became a Queen, others said she turned to stone herself. Years later, as Boris staggered slowly through the front gate (for he was now very old), a postcard lay on the ground in front of him. It showed a picture of the famous Vesuvio Cafe in San Francisco. Boris looked closely at the picture...then closer still. He couldn't believe his eyes. There, to the left of the picture, Boris swore he saw Mildred all lit up like a Christmas tree sitting on a trash can. 
 
And another rumour was baaaaked.
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